from the beginning we were betrayed,
our sense of humour, mental age,
seemed so perfect, but no, not to be,
it all changed when we met reality.
so we met, had some fun,
but i could tell by your face it wasnt love hun,
desire went like a flash,
and we were left in the aftermath
yet again i ask, was it worth it?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
If you're asking if this poem was worth it then it definately was. I love the way you write and I love this poem. Speak to you later- muse on, xXx :) xXx